I hate this dog.
When we stay in bed for too long, it panics. My husband thinks it’s because it’s been abandoned in the past. When the dog realises it is alone, it seeks for traces of us within the house, and afterwards everything is upside down. Even now, it is about to attack the heavy, expensive wooden door of our bedroom. And as usual, my beloved is asleep. He would sleep through the scratches, the whining, the barks. He used to sleep through the babies’ cries, too.
Did you know that a baby can scream as loud as a plane taking off? Well, our babies did.